I live in Shushan, my cultivation is the sum of all my sects

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"call."

A breeze blew by, and the flames on the bodies of all the Sikong family's children instantly turned into a sea of ​​flames.

Si Kongning was also quickly annihilated in the cold firelight, and his ferocious face was quickly reduced to a wisp of ashes.

"These bastards don't deserve to dirty Master's hands."

Putting away the will-o'-the-wisp, the chill on Luo Hongxia's face gradually dissipated, and she walked respectfully to the table.

"But Master, why are you here?"

"Wu Dao was once a member of the Xuanyu Dynasty, and I am going to help you in a battle today. I am here to give you this item along the way." Lu Chen threw a space ring to Luo Hongxia.

"This is?"

"It's just some life-saving spiritual treasures. You can open them at the critical moment."

Luo Hongxia hurriedly shook her head: "Master has treated me with such kindness as a mountain. This trip to Sikong's family is my private matter. How can I accept these..."

Lu Chen smiled and said: "Don't worry about it, as a teacher, I just snatched some time ago... I got a lot of magic weapons, and these are only a quarter of them.

My four apprentices are the future emperors who will compete for the incense in the world, so why should we care about such small details? "

"Master, I'm joking..." Luo Hongxia blushed in embarrassment, and then nodded: "If that's the case, then this disciple will no longer be modest."

After accepting the space ring, Luo Hongxia picked up a pot of Immortal Drunken Wine, and bowed her hands: "This is the Immortal Drunken Wine, and I respect Master for teaching me."

One pot, two pots, three pots...

Luo Hongxia actually drank a full six pots of the immortal drunk wine, which was said to be able to intoxicate a cultivator in the Law Realm, and still looked as usual, without the slightest hint of drunkenness.

Especially those eyes, which were dyed a little red like the setting sun, seemed to have become sharper than before.

Raising her hands and feet, Luo Hongxia already had the aura not to lose to the emperor in the court.

"Master, that disciple will leave for the time being."

"Miss Hongxia, you really are a hero among women." Hearing Luo Hongxia's sassy footsteps gradually going away, even Wu Dao couldn't help but admire.

"My apprentice is definitely not something in the pool."

Lu Chen also nodded in approval.

A year ago, Luo Hongxia aimed to rejoin Sikong's family, and practiced desperately day and night.

Only one year later, the Sikong family, which was once huge enough to suffocate countless human dynasties, can only be reduced to an insignificant stepping stone on her way forward.

What Luo Hongxia is doing now is not only for revenge, but also to put an end to her past and set foot on a new starting point.

Rebuild the Xuanyu Dynasty and compete for the incense in the world.

This is Luo Hongxia's real goal, or it can be called... ambition!

……

Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas.

Deep in the restricted area.

The Buddha's voice lingers among the auspicious clouds, and the vast Buddha's light is like the rising sun, bathing in the eight indistinct majestic golden Buddhas.

"what?"

“气机，已消？”

A Buddha sitting on a golden lotus opened his eyes indifferently, as if a trace of surprise flashed in the golden eyes containing thousands of universes.

"Is that...the son of Sikong?" Another Buddha came out with an indistinct Sanskrit voice.

"Of course."

The glow behind the Buddha sitting in the center flickered, and six golden arms suddenly emerged, two of which rose up to the sky, and the runes conceived in the palms spread like ripples.

"The Sikong family... Ant..."

"But... also my pawn."

"Whoever moves, dies!"

"Bah!"

With a single sip, it is like accumulating supreme Buddha power.

The majestic power of the six-armed golden Buddha caused a shock in the void of thousands of miles.

"The Buddha is angry!"

"Who dares to provoke our Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas? They are looking for their own death!"

Outside the restricted area, three thousand monks and nuns were trembling with fear, almost kneeling down on the ground on the spot.

……

Cangyuan Mountain.

Sikong family.

Profound Sanskrit characters circulated on a relic, and golden Buddha light faintly bloomed.

If Kong Ming was here, he would have recognized at a glance that this golden relic was exactly the same as the one left by the abbot in the temple!

The only difference is that there is no sense of sacredness on this relic, and there is a chilling evil spirit constantly permeating it.

Through the Sanskrit seal on the relic, one can vaguely see that there are countless ferocious and distorted souls in the relic, howling miserably in the relic, as if trying to break free from it in great pain.

"This..." Looking at the relic, Sikongtu was instantly overjoyed.

Could it be the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas!

Since Sikong Ning went to the Holy Land, this relic has not shown any visions, and he even once suspected that the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas had forgotten about the Sikong family.

Unexpectedly, Sheli actually reacted again now!

After waiting for a long time, until the Buddha's light gradually dimmed, Sikong Tu still failed to wait for any reminder.

Even so, Sikongtu's eyebrows were still relaxed, and he was in a good mood.

It is enough to know that the Holy Land of Ten Thousand Buddhas has not abandoned the Sikong family.

It is only a matter of time before the Sikong family rises by hugging this thigh.

But... that kid Sikong Ning should have returned from the Holy Land today, why hasn't he returned yet?

Just as Sikong Tu was wondering, a disciple suddenly broke in with a panicked face.

"Patriarch, the son, his original fire... is extinguished!"

"What?" Sikongtu's expression changed instantly.

Every generation of patriarchs and sons can drip blood essence in the ancestral hall and ignite a pillar of original fire.

This ray of flame represents a sign of life.

Once it goes out, it means...the person it corresponds to has died!

"Who did it?"

"It appears to be a red-haired girl.

Moreover, that woman is now forcibly breaking into Cangyuan Mountain with only one person's strength! "

Chapter 107 Can You Take A Blind Man's Knife?

Cangyuan Mountain.

On the sapphire stone steps, peach blossoms dance.

The petals flying all over the sky ignited sparks, like a blooming lotus, lingering around Luo Hongxia.

"I only take the lives of Sikong Tu and Hongqiu's dog thief on this trip, but whoever dares to block the way will die!"

Although the girl's voice was clear and sweet, it contained an undeniable majesty like an emperor.

"Oh, just relying on you little girl? How can you shake the thousand-year-old foundation of the Sikong family!"

The three guardians of the town gate gave a loud shout, their bodies flashed with precious light, and they came to attack Luo Hongxia.

"Seeking your own way."

Luo Hongxia snorted coldly, and just casually extended a finger.

Broken finger.

The flames converged turbulently, forming a flaming giant finger. There seemed to be supreme power in this finger, and even the space was slightly distorted under the blazing aura.

"Red hair... Isn't this demon girl the Xuanyu Dynasty's subjugated daughter who was lucky enough to save her life?"

"A year ago, she was just like a bereaved dog, letting others slaughter her. What happened in this short period of one year!"

The three guardians of the town gate were terrified, and quickly burned their blood, trying to block the blow with all their strength.

However, the prestige of this finger is wrapped in unparalleled power, which cannot be resisted by human beings at all.

"Boom!"

A huge fire lotus blooms coquettishly, and everything the lotus petals touch is dust.

In the sky full of flames, only the slender figure with red hair dancing stepped up the sapphire stone steps step by step, and came to the burned mountain gate.

On the carved dragon stone pillar, a pale soul finally gradually woke up at this moment.

His spiritual body was penetrated by dozens of chains and hung high above the mountain gate, as if to demonstrate the majesty of the Sikong family.

"Princess?!"

The consciousness of the remnant soul was already blurred, but when he saw the familiar figure in front of him, he made a weak voice immediately.

"Teacher..." Luo Hongxia smiled bitterly.

It turned out that the person who sent the letter to me before was none other than his father, Duke Xunyang, whom he had admired the most since he was a child.

Although he was sealed here by the Sikong family and endured humiliation and torture day and night, he still held on to the last ray of remnant soul, trying to secretly guard his own safety.

At this moment, Duke Xunyang's consciousness finally cleared up a little, and the vicissitudes of life suddenly said in a panic: "Princess, why are you here? Hurry up, this is the territory of the Sikong family, if they find out..."

"Teacher, you misunderstood." Luo Hongxia shook her head: "Today, I came to the Sikong family on my own initiative. Today, I am no longer the same as I was a year ago. Anyone can bully me."

"what?"

Mr. Xunyang was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that the vicinity of the mountain gate was a piece of ruined walls, and countless villains from the Sikong family had died tragically here.

What's more important is the powerful aura exuding from Luo Hongxia's body.

The vast coercion of the Law Realm made the stone pillars that sealed a large number of remnant souls unbearably cracked.

"Princess...what happened to you, how did you reach such a state in a year?"

As the Grand Tutor of the first dynasty, although Duke Xunyang's realm is not high, his vision is far beyond comparison, but even so, he has never heard of such a heaven-defying talent.

"I was rescued by an immortal master a year ago, and I joined his sect. Thanks to the master, I was able to grow to the present state."

"It's only been one year... It's hard to imagine what kind of master the princess' master is."

"I don't know either." Luo Hongxia shook her head and smiled: "Master's power is so powerful that people can't see through it at all, even if I have been in Shushan for a year, what I see is only the tip of the iceberg.

My brothers and sisters are equally talented, but I even feel that even if the strength of the entire Shu Mountain is added together, they may not be able to fight the master..."

"There are such strange people in the world!" Duke Xunyang said with a vicissitudes of life smile: "It is the princess's luck to be able to pay homage to this senior, but it is a pity that the old minister is running out of time, otherwise I really want to thank this senior in person, and in the future One day, I will witness the princess grow up with my own eyes."

"Perhaps, there is still a chance?" Luo Hongxia smiled bitterly.

"Why didn't the old minister want to do this, but it's a pity..." Halfway through the speech, a heavy drowsiness emerged, making Mr. Xunyang's consciousness gradually blurred, and he was completely unable to continue to support: "My remaining mental power has almost been exhausted. I barely woke up under the call of the princess, but it seems that the old minister may not be able to see you again..."

Duke Xunyang's voice gradually weakened until finally, and even completely disappeared.

Even his pale soul has become almost transparent, only the last ray of consciousness that may dissipate at any time is barely supported.

"Don't worry, we will meet again."

Luo Hongxia said softly, and collected the remnant soul of Duke Xunyang into the space ring.

But he knew very well in his heart that it was so difficult to repair the remnant soul. I am afraid that hope would be extremely slim...

"How dare you provoke my Sikong family, witch, you are looking for your own death!"